So, now they're trying to convince me to stick this thing to my chest. They call it a "blessed, sacred, healing stick-on prayer". That's not gonna change my HOLY CRAP! Look at all that MAD CASH! Ok, that does it. I lied about it before, but this time, I'm seriously gonna do it. Once I get home, that things heading right for my chest. I'll need to tweeze any stray hairs off it, though. Let's go to the next one.